Lenore will give them panties, like they requested

Lenore looked between the kids and Guyld for a moment... then, while nobody was watching, she quickly lifted the skirt of her nun's habit and began to wiggle down and off her own panties. They were every bit as flashy as Guyld's, a hot pink color, nearly red, with a semi-transparency to the upper panels and rose shapes embroidered in. They were clearly the panties of someone dressed to hunt a mate. "Ahem... Excuse me, boys. I have underwear that you can take," she explained, handing over the neatly folded parcel.

The boys all looked to one another for a moment, then began to cheer and dance once more. "Panties! Panties! Panties! The pretty lady gave us her panties!" they cheered, shamelessly unfolding the gift and handing it back and forth so they could each get a turn looking at them.

"Wh-Why is she the pretty lady and I'm the old lady?!" Guyld complained briefly, then cleared her throat, trying to readopt her adult mindset. "That was very kind of you, Lenore. For the love of Geod... I'm starting to wish I'd brought a whole stack of undergarments with me."

Lenore slapped her face palm to her own forehead and clenched her teeth. Of course! She'd forgotten she did have a whole stack of Guyld's underwear! She could have spared a pair to get them out of this situation!

"Hey, pretty lady," one of the boys spoke up. "There's no hole in the front of your underwear?"

"That's right," Lenore smiled awkwardly. She wasn't particularly comfortable with children either, though she didn't hate them in the same way that her client did.

"How do you stick your wiener out?"

Red-faced, Lenore struggled to come up with a satisfying answer. "Well... Girls and boys... Wear different sorts of underwear," she explained, kneeling to the boy's height and raising one finger. "A girl doesn't need to stick a wiener out, because... have your parents really not told you this? The sexual repression in this city really is woeful."

Filled with mischief, one of the boys sneaked behind Lenore, as silently as a real thief. Finally, with a big laugh, he grabbed the back of her habit and hiked it all the way above her head. "Ha ha ha ha!" the brat cackled, dancing back and forth to signal for the others to join in. "Ha ha ha... ha... huh?"

"What's wrong?" the leader questioned.

"She really doesn't have a weiner! I don't see one!" he complained.

Guyld grabbed the child angrily, then dragged him around to face the others. "Perhaps I should tell the knight corp about these filthy bandits on the loose here, taking womens' panties and trying to look at their genitals?" she questioned, making a stern face. She hated to evoke the knights, but she thought the boys would get the hint easier than if she said 'the warrior priests of the church.' The kids started sobbing again, shaking their heads. Guyld wouldn't be moved by tears this time. "Then scraaaaam!!"

Finally, the kids yelped in terror, running away with the prize of Lenore's panties clutched tightly in the hands of the leader.

Sighing, Guyld reached over to help pull the skirt from her therapist's head. "Children these days. So ill-behaved..." she grumbled, clicking her teeth. "Are you quite alright, Miss Seste?"

"Mrs. St. Vendigeld... Did you look just now?" the therapist questioned, blushing girlishly. She was, of course, wondering if her misguided love interest had just taken a look at her bare ass, as she squat against the pavement of church street.

"Hm? Oh, I saw those cute panties of yours. Quite lovely! You have an eye for fashion, Miss Seste, I've said it before! I wonder what lucky man you're trying to impress with those? They'd be rather daft not to be taken by your charms! Ho ho!"

"Yes, well... That person is rather oblivious," Lenore grumbled, smoothing her skirt down. "Mrs. St. Vendigeld, we can continue this charity work, but might I recommend we respectfully decline any further requests for panties?"

"Well, yes, of course. We have none left to give," Guyld chuckled. "Hardly an issue, my good woman." With that, the two continued a newly breezy walk down church street...